Chapter 31

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Summary: Will the proud music teacher eventually find love with the beautiful kindergarten teacher or will he forever come second to the football coach? Rated M.

A/N 1: After the wedding, plus a little bit of drama.

Disclaimer: None of these characters belongs to me except for any OCs found wandering. I own nothing save for this computer.


Noah rolled off of Kurt and stared down at his husband, a soft, sated smile tugging at his lips. Kurt was looking back at him from between his lashes, his own swollen lips curved into a smug smile. Noah ran a gentle hand up Kurt's still-heaving chest and rubbed one tight nipple briefly. Kurt's little squeak made him chuckle and he eased up, stroking down Kurt's body to his exposed cock and patted it.

"Stay here, babe, let me get something to clean us up," Noah told him, still smiling at the way Kurt squirmed beneath his touch. Kurt nodded, biting his lip at the sensation of Noah's hand on his over-sensitized flesh. When the larger man moved away, he sat up to get his first look at their suite.

The huge room was beautifully laid out and decorated, with one wall made almost entirely of glass windows. Kurt's eyes widened as he took in the opulence of the suite, his smile widening when he saw the room service cart with quite a number of covered dishes and platters apparently waiting for them to discover.

He relaxed back into the gorgeous duvet, though, to await Noah's return; his husband came back in seconds with two obviously damp washcloths and Kurt smiled gratefully at him.

Noah set one washcloth aside and attended to Kurt, wiping up the remains of their spent passion with a gentle touch.

Kurt hummed softly, his eyes slumberous and still darkened with passion as he watched his husband tending to him.

Noah looked up from his task, finally twitching Kurt's clothes back into place. "You're so beautiful… I can't believe we're finally married, babe."

Kurt's eyes prickled and he sat up to take the second washcloth to return the favor. "I never thought I could be so happy," he murmured as he ran the warm, damp material across Noah's stomach. He frowned slightly as he realized their tuxedo pants hadn't escaped the results of their passion.

Noah smiled at Kurt's pout, knowing that his fashionista husband was distracted by thoughts of their clothing. He tilted Kurt's chin up and dropped a firm kiss on his lips while he took the soiled cloth from him.

"Come on, that food is tempting me – and you can worry about our clothes later." He grinned as Kurt's eyes riveted to his lips and he leaned in to kiss him again. He didn't think he would ever take kissing Kurt for granted.

Kurt smirked against the feel of Noah's lips and then leaned back. He slid from the bed, held a hand out to him and then tugged him towards where the cart was waiting. Noah smiled broadly at the thought of food and then afterwards. There was no way this night was ending any time soon; the food was just to shore up their energy for later.


Kurt sat back, dabbing at his lips with one of the linen napkins their waiter had left for them and he glanced over at his husband. While the food had been fascinating, he was more than ready to move on to the rest of their night.

Noah stared into Kurt's beautiful blue-green eyes, loving the little spark of lust that was darkening them. He licked his lips, took a last sip of their champagne and lowered the glass. They hadn't spoken in the last minute or so and he could feel the sexual tension rising again as he waited for Kurt to make a move.

Kurt wondered at Noah's body language, noting the way his husband had relaxed back into his chair, angled slightly away from the table. While the food had been delicious and more than enough to sate one hunger, his desire for his husband was on the rise again and he let his eyes slide down Noah's muscular body.

Noah watched the way Kurt bit his lips and knew just what his husband was feeling. Kurt's porcelain-fair skin gave away his rising temperature and Noah felt his own breath increasing slightly at the thought of what was coming.

Kurt got up, took two steps toward Noah and then sank gracefully to his knees, parting Noah's legs and slipping between them. He smirked at the slight sound that escaped his husband when he set his hands upon his knees. He could see the muscles bunching and relaxing in the strong thighs and he looked up at Noah from beneath his thick lashes.

Noah took a deep breath and let it out slowly, not saying a word as he watched Kurt lick his lips. He couldn't stop his cock from twitching as Kurt's pink tongue flickered out and then disappeared. The tent in his pants was pretty obvious by this time but Kurt didn't look at it.

They held that position for a few seconds, though to Noah it felt much longer and then Kurt's strong, pale hands moved towards Noah's zipper. Noah let out his breath slowly and relaxed further into the chair, glad that it was comfortable enough for what Kurt had in mind.

Kurt smirked at Noah as he released the straining, turgid flesh from its prison, still not looking at it but staring into Noah's dark hazel eyes. He bit his lips and then wet them with a quick swipe of his tongue, his own breathing speeding up as he leaned forward slightly.

Noah couldn't hold back the groan as Kurt's breath wafted over the swollen head of his cock and he let his head fall back onto the back of the chair.

Kurt loved teasing Noah like this; the man had a thing for seeing Kurt's soft pink lips wrapped around his cock, telling Kurt often how beautiful a sight it was.

Kurt wrapped a hand around his husband's cock and leaned in to inhale the earthy scent of him, feeling his own cock beginning to harden inside his pants. He slid a hand down to lower his own zipper but didn't take his cock out yet.

Noah let out a loud breath at the feel of Kurt's hand on him and his hips lifted slightly before settling back, a sure signal that he wanted more of Kurt's attention.

They hadn't noticed that music had been playing softly when they had staggered into the suite, wrapped around each other and deeply immersed in their passionate activity. Now, though, it slowly impinged on Kurt's awareness that the song playing now was Toni Braxton's Spanish Guitar.

The sensual sounds of the singer's husky voice coupled with the vaguely Hispanic styling of the song melded with Kurt's subconscious and he finally sank his mouth around Noah's heated flesh.

Noah gasped and cried out, the heat and wetness of Kurt's mouth ripping through him and he lifted his head to watch. Kurt's eyes lifted to his at that moment and Noah's eyes widened at the heat and desire blazing from Kurt's. His heart swelled along with his cock as Kurt's mouth sank on him and a relentless suction was set up.

"Kurt, fuck!" Noah's head went back again and his hips writhed helplessly. Kurt set one restraining hand onto him, stopping Noah from shoving his cock down his throat and he slid back up to its head.

Kurt licked at the head, nibbled at it and then sank slowly down again and in the background the music built to its slow climax. Kurt hadn't really got into the habit of making love to music but the song was so sensual, the lighting in the room was so soft and atmospheric, he couldn't help moving his head to the rhythm of the music. It seemed that Noah was rather enthusiastic about it, too, as Kurt felt the fingers of one hand sinking into his hair and grasping tightly.

Noah felt his balls tightening and raised his head, pulling on Kurt to get him to ease up off his cock. When Kurt looked up at him with annoyance sparking in his eyes, Noah grinned and said hoarsely, "The next time I come is going to be in that sweet ass, babe."

Kurt's eyes widened and he pulled off the thick cock with a pop. He grasped Noah's knees to steady himself and got to his feet. Holding out a hand to Noah, he pulled his husband to his feet and slid into his arms.

Noah's mouth was on his immediately and they kissed avidly while stumbling over to the bed. Kurt pushed Noah down onto it, still without parting their lips and started undoing the other man's shirt. Some of their clothing, like the cummerbunds and ties were already scattered about but now Kurt wanted full on skin-to-skin for the next part of their loving.

Noah eased onto his back, watching Kurt unbutton his shirt without helping him; it was rather like being unwrapped and he loved that thought.

Kurt looked down at his husband as he moved the panels of the shirt aside, his admiring eyes roving over Noah's muscular torso. He indicated that Noah should ease up so he could remove the shirt completely, giving him a swift kiss as he complied.

Noah grinned up at him sexily as he lay back, lifting his hips so Kurt could ease his pants and boxers down. Kurt worked swiftly and efficiently, anxious to get back to the more interesting part of their activity. Finally, Kurt stepped back to disrobe entirely, not caring for once where his clothes landed.

Noah fisted his cock as he watched Kurt remove his own clothing; Kurt had a long, slender body, firm muscles covered by delicious, creamy-looking skin. He would love to have him walk around one whole day with nothing on but he knew he'd get a narrow-eyed look from his beautiful lover if he even suggested it. He bit his lip as he watched Kurt's tight ass as he bent toward the drawer of the bedside table.

Kurt grinned in triumph as he found the lube he knew would be there; no one set up a suite for a gay couple without putting the requisite supplies close to hand.

Noah smiled at his cute husband and then his breath left him in a huff as Kurt climbed onto him quickly. His hands went out to grab Kurt's hips to steady him and they grinned at each other.

Kurt stared down at Noah, a soft smile playing about his lips before saying, "Are you ready for this?"

Noah smirked and then said tauntingly, "Bring it on!"

Kurt threw back his head and laughed, the joyous sound floating around the room and Noah felt his heart swell again. He would never have believed that he could be so happy; he grabbed Kurt's left hand and brought the fingers to his lips in a soft kiss.

Kurt's giggles died away and he stared at Noah before leaning down, their lips fitting together in a kiss of such warmth and passion, it felt as if they had been kissing all their lives. He straightened up after a minute and slid his hands down Noah's torso, his eyes gleaming in the low light as he licked his lips.

The business of prepping and slicking each other up was one that they enjoyed immensely; it gave them time to gaze deeply into each other's eyes and to exchange kisses that grew in intensity. Finally, Kurt was ready and with his bottom lip caught between his teeth, he settled himself down and around his husband's hot flesh, a sigh escaping him as he did so.

Noah's hands gripped Kurt's tantalizing hips, his eyes closing at the tight, hot feel of the smooth, clutching channel around him. They had teased each other so much that, at this point, Noah had to pause just so that he wouldn't come too soon. When Kurt had adjusted enough to his size, though, he started the age-old rhythm that would bring them the most pleasure in the least amount of time.

Kurt steadied himself as their movements sped up and he stared down at Noah, his mouth slightly open as he rode the flesh buried to its hilt inside him. Breathy sounds, moans and sighs escaped him as Noah stared back, love and lust mingling equally in his dark eyes.

"I love you… so much!" Kurt could barely get the words out as the heat in him spiraled up and up, causing his breath to come short. He knew Noah heard the words though because his eyes slid shut and he swallowed hard before looking back at Kurt.

"Oh, baby, I love you, let me love you…" Noah groaned before pulling Kurt down to him, plunging his tongue into Kurt's mouth. Their kiss was ferocious, a battle of teeth and tongues, just as their hips lunged against each other. Bruises would show up later but right now, nothing mattered but the violence of their passion and its ultimate culmination.

Noah grasped the back of Kurt's head with one hand and slid the other around his waist, rolling them over quickly. Kurt gasped, their mouths separating as his long legs went up automatically to wrap around Noah's hips.

Noah stared down at his husband, taking in the messy hair, wide eyes and shining lips before he attached their mouths again. He sank into the welcoming, clenching heat of Kurt's body and groaned loudly as Kurt tightened around him.

"Oh, yesss," Kurt hissed. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me good…"

Noah cursed as his hips bucked at Kurt's words, their impact heightening his arousal to an almost painful degree. Kurt's hands grasped the muscular shoulders above him and he threw back his head, baring his long, pale throat as Noah's cock plowed into him.

The headboard of the huge bed slammed into the wall as Noah powered into Kurt's body and soon, much too soon yet not soon enough, Kurt's cock, untouched by any hand, let loose a stream of hot come. He screamed as his climax was ripped from him and his ass clamped down on Noah's pistoning cock almost painfully.

Noah cried out and within seconds he too was coming as his hands slid beneath Kurt to grasp his ass. He stilled as he emptied himself into the hot, writhing body and he grew hoarse before his cries tapered off to a low groan. He slumped after what felt like the most powerful orgasm left him shuddering and he tried to roll off of Kurt, only to have strong hands clamp him into place.

Kurt peppered soft, damp kisses along Noah's face and neck, his arms holding his husband in place atop him. His body ached as it hadn't in a long time and a small, sated smile tugged at his lips as he hummed softly.

Noah knew that sound; Kurt was happy and satisfied. He smiled into Kurt's shoulder and he wondered how the slimmer man could handle his weight so easily. He pulled back his head to smile down into the soft, shimmering gaze and then he kissed him.

Pulling back slowly, Noah looked at Kurt's glowing face and said again, "I love you … I love you."

A thin trail of tears dripped from the corners of Kurt's eyes down either side of his face into his hairline but he ignored its tickle to smile at Noah. The love in his husband's eyes near scorched him but he was made of strong stuff; he sniffed once before replying, "I love you more."

Noah dropped his head back onto Kurt's shoulder, not wanting him to see the moisture in his own eyes. They laid there in the wrecked bedding, uncaring that they probably needed to shower soon, just basking in the love and passion that had brought them to this point – married to each other.

Downstairs, in the beautifully-decorated ballroom, the party continued but upstairs, in the penthouse suite, Kurt and Noah fell into a deep sleep aided by their well-satisfied bodies. Later they would wake to take a quick shower that was filled with as much kissing as cleansing. Then they would sleep again to awaken much, much later to their first morning as husbands.

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Kurt laughed aloud as he looked at the things their family had packed for them to wear. He turned to Noah and held up a gorgeous green top that would do wonders for Noah's hazel eyes.

"Your sister has a good idea what I like to see you in, sweetheart," Kurt teased as he threw the sweater to his husband. Noah caught it and raised one eyebrow. The sweater was too tight, in his estimation, that's why he'd never worn it before. He shook his head and moved towards the closet and to stand beside Kurt.

"Sarah knows I think this is too tight," he muttered though he smiled at Kurt's teasing grin. He rummaged around and found black jeans before stepping back so Kurt could finish looking out his own things.

Kurt smirked to himself; if the sweater was too tight, he would definitely love to see Noah's muscular body displayed in it. His husband was one of the sexiest men he'd ever known. Even in high school, Puck was known for his almost daunting sex appeal. The huge number of cheerios he'd fucked as well as the MILFs he serviced attested to that. Kurt grinned, congratulating himself that that delicious body was now his to do with as he pleased… and boy, was he pleased!

Noah looked up at the sound of Kurt's giggle but simply raised an eyebrow at him. He pulled up his zipper – wouldn't you know, the jeans were almost too tight, too – and then slid into the sweater. He fought it down and turned so that Kurt could give his approval.

Kurt, who had turned to watch Noah get dressed, felt his mouth drop open as he took in his lover's – no, husband, now – stunning appearance. Whoo, boy, he needed to thank Sarah for picking that top, Kurt thought as his eyes ranged over Noah's body with a hungry gleam.

Noah felt his cheeks heat at the look in Kurt's eyes. He knew he looked good but very rarely did he get such an open appraisal of his assets and he almost squirmed in embarrassment. Damn, only Kurt could make him feel like that, he thought to himself as he watched his husband.

Kurt smiled broadly, nodded once in approval and turned back to his own outfit. The royal blue sweater Carole had chosen was one of his favorites as it made his skin look even fairer and his eyes bluer. He also loved it because it went down to mid-thigh, drawing attention to his butt as well as his legs. He smirked again as he took down the smooth, leather leggings he wore with it, wondering that his stepmom knew his style so well. He sauntered into the bathroom, deciding that he wanted to see Noah's reaction to his outfit by making an appearance.

Noah sat on the bed to slip his boots on, wondering idly why Kurt hadn't dressed in the bedroom as he had. He finally stood and wandered over to the glass wall, admiring the view outside as he waited for Kurt to emerge. At a soft sound behind him, he turned and his mouth dropped open.

Wow!

Noah couldn't help the way his eyes crawled up Kurt's tall, slender body from his booted feet, up the long, leather-clad legs, past the clinging blue sweater and up to his glowing face. His hair was slightly tousled from pulling on the sweater and Noah found himself wishing that he would keep that 'just-out-of-bed, I was well-fucked' look.

Kurt bit his lips as Noah moved toward him, almost as if he were moving unconsciously and then sighed as the strong arms slid around his waist. Noah kept staring at him, not saying a word but Kurt understood him perfectly. Their lips met and clung, releasing and then clinging again before Noah finally eased back.

"You look amazing," he murmured, his eyes going once again to Kurt's gleaming hair. "I like your hair like this."

Kurt frowned slightly as he said, "But I haven't fixed it as yet, sweetie."

Noah shook his head, smirking now. "Yeah, uhm, no, it's perfect the way it is… You're perfect."

Color flared in Kurt's cheeks and he narrowed his eyes at Noah suspiciously before laughing lightly. "I don't know what you're up to, Noah Puckerman, but you're cute," and he pressed a swift kiss on Noah's lips before going to his cosmetic case.

Noah grinned at him, watching Kurt's backside sway as he moved away and then adjusted his half-hard prick. His husband was so sexy and one of the best things about him was that he didn't even seem to realize it. Well, Noah was here to enlighten him and he was going to have fun with it, especially today.

Kurt could feel Noah's eyes on him and he had to admit that somehow, now, it felt even more intense than before they were married. He never thought he would love the idea of 'belonging' to someone else so much. He hurriedly gave himself a couple spritzes of his favorite cologne and then declared himself ready to join their family and friends for brunch.

Noah grasped Kurt's hand, entwining their fingers and he felt Kurt rub the band as their fingers brushed. He smiled down at him, stole a quick kiss and then they headed downstairs.


Kelly was the first to see the happy couple as they entered the dining room on the foyer level and she tried to hold back the huge grin she knew was trying to spread across her face. They looked fantastic in their outfits but their clothes couldn't compare to the happy glow that seemed to surround them. Noah didn't look the sort to actually glow but the same aura surrounded him as it did Kurt.

She loved the color of Kurt's sweater and she couldn't help but admire how it clung to him, showing off his slimmer physique. She had only previously noted Noah's sexy body but now she saw that, beneath his ever-present elegance, Kurt was just as sexy, too.

"Hi, there!" She called out now as she approached the men. "I hope you both slept well?" She laughed as she watched Noah smirk at Kurt's pink cheeks. They both replied in the affirmative and she waved them ahead of her into the dining room.

Their family and friends were already gathered and everybody cheered and clapped as they approached. Kurt laughed aloud and then opened his arms to catch Judith who had squealed and flung herself at him.

"Daddy Kurt, I missed you!"

Judith's loud comment made the others laugh and Kurt lifted her so she was sitting on his hip. She was wearing a soft, fluffy sweater and bright red corduroy pants and she looked both beautiful and festive. Kurt dropped a kiss on her hair before saying, "Merry Christmas, sweetheart!"

Noah came up behind them, looked at his daughter from over Kurt's shoulder and mock-pouted at her. "So what am I, chopped liver? Don't I get a hug, too?"

Judith laughed and stretched so she could peck her dad on his cheek. "Silly, daddy, you're not shop liver!"

Everyone laughed at her mistake and Judith grinned; she loved that everyone was so happy. Best of all, it was Christmas and she knew she had presents waiting on her to open them!

Kurt grinned as he moved over to a vacant chair, his eyes smiling as Noah sat beside him. He greeted everyone, noting how happy and festive everything looked and turned to his stepmom.

"Thank you, Carole," and then he smiled, too, at Sarah. "Thanks for sorting out our stuff for us."

The women smiled and waved away their thanks and then Burt smiled at the newlyweds before announcing, "Okay, kids, let's eat, I'm starving!"

There was general laughter amid which Carole whapped Burt lightly, saying, "You almost sounded like Finn for a second!"

Soon waiters were moving around, taking orders, the maître d' hovering around to direct the drinks orders and the hustle and bustle allowed Noah and Kurt to relax slightly. All attention had turned from them to the thought of food and beneath the chatter, Kurt slid his hand into Noah's.

Noah couldn't resist leaning over to brush a kiss on Kurt's warm cheek, loving that from now on he could do this anywhere at any time. He admitted to himself he was somewhat old-fashioned and the thought of being married to someone he loved dearly made his heart soar.

Kurt smiled at him, the sounds of the group around them fading as he gazed at his husband. Life was so funny, he thought, as his and Noah's eyes locked and he saw the love shining in them so clearly. Six months ago, he would never have thought to find himself swept off his feet by Noah Puckerman of all people. Yet, here they were, surrounded by their family and friends, celebrating their marriage in this gorgeous setting.

The couple was brought out of their little trance by the sound of their daughter demanding her special pancakes. Kurt grinned down at her, enjoying the way she was explaining to the patient server just how she wanted the pancakes to be prepared.

"The bananas make the eyes and the mouth – and it must be smiling," she added firmly, much to the server's amusement. The young woman nodded, smiled and assured Judith that she would get it just the way she wanted it.

Around them everyone was either talking or sipping their drinks, both hot and cold varieties and Kurt sighed in contentment. Nothing could go wrong, he thought, as his ears picked up the various conversations and his eyes roamed over the happy faces. He was pleased to see that Congressman Wallister and Anton had been able to join them, as well as Simon Burkowsky and Kelly, their personal wedding planner. The only couple missing was David and Stephen but Kurt understood that they had family obligations out of town.

Noah knew what Kurt was thinking about and he, too, was pleased to see his sister Sarah chatting with Marcy, Kurt's co-worker, Finn, Rachel, Carole and Burt, his new mother and father-in-law and last but not least, his sweet baby girl babbling away at 'Daddy' Kurt.

Brunch was a joyful, nearly raucous affair as the group dove into the food and everyone talked over everyone else. Plans for New Year's Eve were discussed, discarded and revisited, with Simon inviting everyone for the hotel's famed holiday bash.

"You have not been to a New Year's Eve ball like ours," he boasted, grinning as Carl Wallister raised a skeptical eyebrow at him.

"Oh, I've been to a few in my time," the Congressman assured him. "You have not partied until you've been to a D.C. affair, believe me."

That started off a round of reminiscences about outrageous parties people had been to but it was settled when Burt thanked Simon and accepted the invitation on his family's behalf. However, Kurt cleared his throat and reminded them that he and Noah would be celebrating New Year's Eve in much warmer climes.

There was much teasing laughter at that, causing Kurt's fair cheeks to redden but he accepted it all in

good humor. Simon assured him that he and Noah would be treated like royalty at their Miami facility and Kurt thanked him once more for his generosity.

While all of this was going on, photographers had been taking the group's pictures discreetly. It was a part of the publicity package that Burt had agreed on and everyone was politely ignoring the men and women doing their jobs around them. Even the servers and the maître d' were part of the whole thing and it was handled with the utmost professionalism.

Finally, as the last sip or bite was swallowed, Kurt and Noah announced they would be heading out to pick up more clothes and to meet with Simon to finalize their honeymoon arrangements. Despite a few mildly ribald comments from some of the guests that thankfully went over Judith's head, Kurt was just a little sad to be leaving the group. He watched as Noah hugged and kissed Judith and then it was his turn to have his stepdaughter in his arms again.

He kissed her hair and whispered of the presents waiting back at her Aunt Sarah's for her and that went a long way to appeasing the little girl. She hugged Kurt tightly and whispered that she loved him, causing Kurt's nose to burn but he returned the sentiment, kissing her on the cheek.

"Your dad and I will be bringing back presents from Miami, too, you know," Kurt teased her lightly as he brushed the hair from her sweet little face. He grinned as she squealed loudly and hugged his neck tightly.

"Yay, more presents!"

Everyone laughed and the photogs got several more pictures of the group as they headed out into the foyer to wave Kurt and Noah off. The limo they slid into was one belonging to the hotel and Carl Wallister reminded them that his private jet, too, was at their disposal.

Kurt felt almost overwhelmed at the unexpected kindness of their new friends and he felt Noah slide an arm around his shoulders as they waved to the group. The car slid away from the curb and Kurt turned to wave at the group standing on the steps of the gleaming hotel.

As the car turned a corner and their family and friends were blocked from view, Kurt turned teary eyes to Noah, but he was smiling nonetheless.

"We have really great folks in our lives…" and smiled against Noah's lips. The privacy screen was up between them and the driver and so they kissed for long moments before sitting back to enjoy the drive back to Lima.

They would collect the necessary things for their honeymoon in Miami and then be driven to the airport to board the congressman's private jet. Kurt's mind almost swooned at the luxuries he was being exposed to and he rested his head against Noah's shoulder. Their hands remained entwined the entire way home and Kurt sighed in pure happiness.

This is a fairytale, he sighed happily, and let his eyes drift closed on thoughts of their immediate future. Noah's warmth and loving presence lulled him into a half-dreaming state and he imagined their life to be as smooth and carefree as it had been these last couple of weeks.

Yet, how often do we get exactly what we dream of; the errant thought almost made his eyes pop open and he shifted, wondering if things would really go as smoothly as he hoped.

Noah felt Kurt shift against him and he ran a soothing hand up and down his arm as he pressed a kiss against his husband's forehead. Noah's thoughts too turned toward the future… and the phone calls he had yet to tell Kurt about. For now, though, they would just enjoy their honeymoon – and hope for the best.

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TBC

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A/N 2: Okay, folks, we still have one more 'witch' to deal with; you know she will turn up bringing with her a teeny bit of angst.

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